Background: Alister Orvheim was created as a Floor Guardian for Ardent Heralds, by the player RisenHerald, to serve and protect the Ardent Heralds under all costs. Alister's primary duty was to defend the guild hall and it's denizens without falter, as well as to protect those adventurers and questing parties who passed through. Alister was also made to serve as a beacon for the new players and those who saught refuge, which is why his appearance in undeniably attractive and comforting and why his smile seems to lift the hearts of all who see it. However this is also do to his design being somewhat selfish of RisenHerald, who wanted to make a likeness of her younger brother who died at the age of five, and this is why Alister acts like a child at times, because while he was programmed and made to be an older representation.. RisenHerald left much of her bother's younger personality in Alister.
Alister's secondary duty was to always care for those in need, but not as a doctor would care for the sick, more so in the way a mother cares for a saddened child. Alister was always the emotional aide, the pep talk, the morale boost, he was the reason people kept on going. If there was ever someone down, or depressed, or generally in any mood other than a good one, Alister came with a spring in his step and that smile to ensure that each and every soul felt like a feather gently wafting on a warm summer's breeze. This is was both an intended result and a side-effect of his creator's original design, as she intended him to be her morale support and emotional aide most of all, but didn't want to be selfish. Ali, the one she often referred to as "brother-like" and treated like a member of her family, was made to be the most upstanding of people possible. It is written in his code, that no price is too much, in the vow of protecting and aiding those who deserve proper help, care, and hope.
Alister would lay down his life in the service of Ardent Heralds, in the name of RisenHerald, in the duty of being a guiding light.
Izal was present atop the deck of the Great Aquarius and had been at the helm for many hours in truth, rarely leaving for little more than what was absolutely necessary for his health. It was here that he was found be Lady Delilah, a woman who had taken the title Captain under his desires, and one who served him in turn as well as a daughter-like figure and friend. Delilah knew what Izal expected of her as Captain, and what he expected of her as someone who had grown to shape her as she is now in ways. This is why he greeted her with a smile and a nod, for she spoke to him of something he cared about greatly.
"Aye, Lil'Delilah, we are rarin' and stocked. I am itchin' for their rudder to dance before us. I seek a good fight, it has been a few too many since one has made me smile. I hope this ship keeps to it's name." Izal spoke to her with a deep voice of rather interested tone. "I wanna see'em put a fight in this ole Ship's Sails. Aquarius has been restless, she deserves a good fight, ya'know?" Izal turned to look at Delilah a moment before raising his brow. "How'bout'ya? Ya'ready for a good fight Delilah?" He asked sarcastically followed by a hardy laugh before turning to face his left foot and in-turn Delilah. "Ya'listen to me now. I can't make'ya not fight, but I can keep'ya safe. If ya'happen to get fightin'.. Ya'stick with me, and don't stray." Izal spoke firm and commandingly, but with a tone that was almost respectful, fatherly at most, and determined.
He would ensure her safety, and the safety of his crew as they earn it in their duties. This was a duty of his own and he would always uphold it for those who earned his respect and care. However earning such would take great time and dedication to the Great Aquarius, Delilah, and himself. Those who disrespected him, failed to do their duties of free will, or tried to mutiny for any reason were subject to immediate punishment on the water, of which mostly meant Izal cleaved them or through them overboard tied and knotted to the rudder. This is why he speaks with force and determination to all, and this is why Delilah is happy to keep him force over the ship and crew.
No more than a minute passed after Izal's words to Delilah before he quickly roared out over the ship with a tone of power and command. He raised his right hand with a tiny firearm clenched in it, it was a firing blank, a firearm meant to make noise and attract attention. He did just that as he squeezed the trigger and fired the small burst of noise that garnered the crew's attention as they worked.
"Aye! Heed me now. Bosun! I need'ya to walk'bout and tend the men, sure up the sails and keep us full less I have to start droppin' dead weight! Gunnery Officer! I expect ya'best be mountin' and preppin' the weapons, as well as readyin' all the gunnery men. There had better be no wet powder and no unloaded arm when we reach this fool of a wood-block, the True Blue." Izal commanded to his Bosun and his Gunnery Officer the simple and obvious orders of preparation before a fight, but he would soon give more words to his crew when the time came.
Personality: Izal is a no-nonsense type of man with an attitude of seriousness and power about him. He falters to no man, and heeds to no warnings. He is one who fears little, but that which he does is well worth it. His mouth ushers only commands and knowledge, he leads and directs with conviction and strength. He is not afraid to speak the truth to people, but finds little desire in rambling and squabbling. He would sooner shank a man than pity them with an argument.
History: Izal grew up as a child to a fisher, a man of simple living in a world where fishing was almost key to survival. Izal's father, a man of stout nature and stouter drinking raised izal, in a sense, with little more than harsh words and thrown bottles. It was Izal's mother that left a better impression in the youngest years, as she taught the young childish Izal that he was free. Izal was always taught that the world was his to have and he would do with it as he pleased entirely. She encouraged him to run and explore and be curious and play. It was during those times that Izal began to experience weird sensations and events, only to learn he had magic like many others in the world, those his magic was unique and he would come to learn it was very unique indeed. Izal's father always hated her for such teachings though, as his father always tried to force the boy to work and stay put. His father burdened young Izal with the teachings of a man, long before Izal was of age to truly comprehend it all. He was torn due to this conflicting home, and grew up very confused about his place in the world for many years.
It wasn't until he came of age in his quaint town that he found something that made sense. The world seemed to finally grant Izal a bit of a break as he was let onto a proper ship at the age of fourteen and he left his town to serve on a vessel worth it's salt in duties and jobs. He was proud and happy, sailing and doing whatever he could no matter the pain and effort and this continued on for several years. Each day and night on this ship Izal worked til his hands bled and his body quaked in exhaustion and pain, but he never stopped. He always remembered what his mother taught him and spoke of for him, and it led to another step in hi life upon that ship. His magic flared for several nights as he worked, however no-one would know such as the magic that flared was internal. His body would last longer, do more, felt stronger, and he felt a power within him. He even once felt a strange sensation and saw a glimpse of a faded figure deep in his mind. He was uncertain of what it was, but much like the image the experience faded from mind as he worked and he felt his path opening. He accepted that this was his path to true freedom and that through this he would experience the world right and proper.
Several more years down the line and a man worth a damn stood at the Dockmand of Laxen, that man was Izal and he was built to sail and ready for his own hand at the helm. He sought to venture to the greater waters, to the rights of freedom true, to beckon the spirit of his mother to his side along the waves. He had saved his coin and payed off an ole ship from the Dockmand and took her out to sail after gathering a lofty crew of fearless drunk'a'bouts to handle the ship. Izal felt it was time, to dawn finally dawn his greatest gift, his only heirloom from home, a smile. It was his only smile, as well. He took his new ship out to sail with several contracts for various tasks from exploration to reclamation. He even had plenty of coin to scrounge out extra resources for his men and for the dedicated ones to have scrolls for spells to use during the assigned contracts. It was the beginning of something marvelous for Izal, it was the liberation of him and his first ship, the Great Aquarius.
Twenty years went on with Izal doing his best to rise the unlisted ranks of sailors, vying for the most well known name, most accomplished crew, most well equipped ship, and most importantly the most hardened and self-sufficient ship to sail the world over. It was during these twenty years that more of Izal's path came to fruition in the most strange of ways, of which the first dealt in his magic. During a routine dive contract to recover anything of value from a sunken remnant, a crew member was injured and Izal was left with a choice. He could have left the crew member and made it to surface before his magic scroll allowing him to breath ran out, or he could turn and retrieve the crew member putting his own life in extreme peril. He chose the latter because to Izal crew worth their salt are family, and true family is fought for in the end. He pushed his scroll's limits and finally it sundered while he shoved the injured sailor to the surface. Izal had immediately run out of air due to the drawback of the cheap scroll. He was instantly left to fight breathlessly for the surface while his crew aided the wounded to the ship. He was losing it, the sight of the sun and the ship, he felt it slipping as he realized he was sinking but he couldn't accept it. His path was not going to end here, his magic flared and finally he did more than just push his body, he had somehow created gills on the side of his neck which almost instantly took in oxygen for him. It filtered it in and he felt a rush of blood and energy to his head. He made it to the ship moments later and was astounded at his feat, it was something unheard of in the world, and it was done early on in his two decades as Captain. The second instance along his path came just four years into his sailing as Captain, in which Izal met a new friend. This friend could not speak, could not shake hands, could hold a blade, and even could not sail, but it was a friend for the ages and a cherished member of the crew. This new friend came in the form of a Boneflight Osprey which would soon be named Anari. Izal found Anari when he was held to port for a trade commission. The odd bird found her way onto the Great Aquarius and refused to leave, forcing her way into Izal's quarters and tearing through it without question and then roosting over his bed upon the quarters support rails. When Izal found the disaster he grew furious and lashed out in attempt to slaughter the bird, but what actually happened made him laugh in great jolly thunders. The bird shit on his head, and landed in his arm, and looked at him as if greatly unhappy. Izal had never found such a bird before in his life, none ever had such heart and attitude let alone the gall to shit upon a man's head and then land within their arms. Izal did little more than leave his quarters holding the bird with shit in his hair and hoist the bird up in his arms with a great laughter. He ushered his crew to welcome aboard the new member, Anari, the rowdiest crew member to date. The biggest path changer however came ten years into these two decades as a Captain, when Izal had found a certain Lady Delilah Laxen had snuck aboard the Great Aquarius and had been there for a while stowing away as a false crew member. The two spoke a great deal of many things over several months before Izal finalized a decision to allow her to stay aboard. She had spoken much of her personal life and a fair few things about what made her stow away. It was that point in his life, that Izal felt he could do well for another outside his crew in a way better than someone had done for him. He had hoped to make her life seem brighter for her, as one person did for him so long ago. Lady Delilah Laxen spent the next ten years aboard the ship under Izal's tutelage until the day came for Izal to grant one last issue as full Captain to his ship. Izal would remain on his ship as Vice Captain, over the ship and his crew, but the title of Full Captain would be handed to Delilah and the Great Aquarius would be seated in a position even higher than Izal had climbed. Three years, she has captained the Great Aquarius, and now the two are still bound to the ship and serving as one of the best vessels in service across the waters. Izal and Delilah had spent much of that time together, and Izal saw Delilah as a daughter in ways, and he saw her as a member of the crew, as a member of the family. He was happy leaving her to the business end of deals, it saved her from the bloody end of deals, and that made him content in his own way.
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Magic: Izal is rather skilled and naturally born to the use of primal magics relating to animals and the body within nature. He can influence himself with aspects and strengths of beasts, as well as speak to them, and even potentially shape-shift if the need ever arised. However shape-shifting is something he has ever only done once. His magic is inherent and given to him by his bloodline, albeit he has no idea why due to the lack of knowing a living relative who also had his magic. His magic seems to be a lost bloodline, one not found anywhere else and none in this waking world wield it save for him, and it perhaps may affect the path Izal takes in the future.. perhaps his magic may affect those around him in a way unforeseen by all but the gods.
Speak with Animals: This is a passive spell that allows Izal to speak commonly with most beasts, save for the most irrational and apex of them. Though he hopes to hone it and someday achieve a conversation between alphas. Himself and an alpha of the sea.
Aspect of the Bear: Despite the name, Bears are Extinct and Izal has no idea what this spells name is truly. He knows how this spell works, as all he must do is conjure the spirit of strength and ferocity to serve as a bolster to his own. He may catch a glimpse of a faded bear, or the sensation of one's power or roar within him, but its meaning and power alludes him.
Aspect of the Osprey: This spell allows him to harness fairer sight, hearing, and keener sense altogether. He can see further and more precisely, as well as make out better natural occurrences much like the Osprey itself. Sensing storms and rough weather, and the sensing of an apex predator becomes his senses as well.
Aspect of the Cat: This spell allows Izal to become more dexterous and agile than before, even at his age, and allow his body to preform greater feats of acrobatics and balance, as well as even certain performance actions and activities.
Aspect of the Sea Serpent: This spells allows Izal to breathe underwater through gained Gills, as well as he gains an affinity to maneuvering in water, not only with agility but speed as well. This allows him to surpass any human within the water, even with their scrolls and spells.
Boneflight Osprey Transformation: Izal has only once assumed this form, but nevertheless it is still a spell has and he will indeed try it again when the time comes to purpose.
His spells will grow, and he will most certainly learn more as he grows.
@Kylia Quilor Wonderful CS. All we ask is that you add more to the History to perhaps explain how she made her way onto the ship. Perhaps meeting Delilah or Izal, and making her way onto it.
Personality: Izal is a no-nonsense type of man with an attitude of seriousness and power about him. He falters to no man, and heeds to no warnings. He is one who fears little, but that which he does is well worth it. His mouth ushers only commands and knowledge, he leads and directs with conviction and strength. He is not afraid to speak the truth to people, but finds little desire in rambling and squabbling. He would sooner shank a man than pity them with an argument.
History: Izal grew up as a child to a fisher, a man of simple living in a world where fishing was almost key to survival. Izal's father, a man of stout nature and stouter drinking raised izal, in a sense, with little more than harsh words and thrown bottles. It was Izal's mother that left a better impression in the youngest years, as she taught the young childish Izal that he was free. Izal was always taught that the world was his to have and he would do with it as he pleased entirely. She encouraged him to run and explore and be curious and play. It was during those times that Izal began to experience weird sensations and events, only to learn he had magic like many others in the world, those his magic was unique and he would come to learn it was very unique indeed. Izal's father always hated her for such teachings though, as his father always tried to force the boy to work and stay put. His father burdened young Izal with the teachings of a man, long before Izal was of age to truly comprehend it all. He was torn due to this conflicting home, and grew up very confused about his place in the world for many years.
It wasn't until he came of age in his quaint town that he found something that made sense. The world seemed to finally grant Izal a bit of a break as he was let onto a proper ship at the age of fourteen and he left his town to serve on a vessel worth it's salt in duties and jobs. He was proud and happy, sailing and doing whatever he could no matter the pain and effort and this continued on for several years. Each day and night on this ship Izal worked til his hands bled and his body quaked in exhaustion and pain, but he never stopped. He always remembered what his mother taught him and spoke of for him, and it led to another step in hi life upon that ship. His magic flared for several nights as he worked, however no-one would know such as the magic that flared was internal. His body would last longer, do more, felt stronger, and he felt a power within him. He even once felt a strange sensation and saw a glimpse of a faded figure deep in his mind. He was uncertain of what it was, but much like the image the experience faded from mind as he worked and he felt his path opening. He accepted that this was his path to true freedom and that through this he would experience the world right and proper.
Several more years down the line and a man worth a damn stood at the Dockmand of Laxen, that man was Izal and he was built to sail and ready for his own hand at the helm. He sought to venture to the greater waters, to the rights of freedom true, to beckon the spirit of his mother to his side along the waves. He had saved his coin and payed off an ole ship from the Dockmand and took her out to sail after gathering a lofty crew of fearless drunk'a'bouts to handle the ship. Izal felt it was time, to dawn finally dawn his greatest gift, his only heirloom from home, a smile. It was his only smile, as well. He took his new ship out to sail with several contracts for various tasks from exploration to reclamation. He even had plenty of coin to scrounge out extra resources for his men and for the dedicated ones to have scrolls for spells to use during the assigned contracts. It was the beginning of something marvelous for Izal, it was the liberation of him and his first ship, the Great Aquarius.
Twenty years went on with Izal doing his best to rise the unlisted ranks of sailors, vying for the most well known name, most accomplished crew, most well equipped ship, and most importantly the most hardened and self-sufficient ship to sail the world over. It was during these twenty years that more of Izal's path came to fruition in the most strange of ways, of which the first dealt in his magic. During a routine dive contract to recover anything of value from a sunken remnant, a crew member was injured and Izal was left with a choice. He could have left the crew member and made it to surface before his magic scroll allowing him to breath ran out, or he could turn and retrieve the crew member putting his own life in extreme peril. He chose the latter because to Izal crew worth their salt are family, and true family is fought for in the end. He pushed his scroll's limits and finally it sundered while he shoved the injured sailor to the surface. Izal had immediately run out of air due to the drawback of the cheap scroll. He was instantly left to fight breathlessly for the surface while his crew aided the wounded to the ship. He was losing it, the sight of the sun and the ship, he felt it slipping as he realized he was sinking but he couldn't accept it. His path was not going to end here, his magic flared and finally he did more than just push his body, he had somehow created gills on the side of his neck which almost instantly took in oxygen for him. It filtered it in and he felt a rush of blood and energy to his head. He made it to the ship moments later and was astounded at his feat, it was something unheard of in the world, and it was done early on in his two decades as Captain. The second instance along his path came just four years into his sailing as Captain, in which Izal met a new friend. This friend could not speak, could not shake hands, could hold a blade, and even could not sail, but it was a friend for the ages and a cherished member of the crew. This new friend came in the form of a Boneflight Osprey which would soon be named Anari. Izal found Anari when he was held to port for a trade commission. The odd bird found her way onto the Great Aquarius and refused to leave, forcing her way into Izal's quarters and tearing through it without question and then roosting over his bed upon the quarters support rails. When Izal found the disaster he grew furious and lashed out in attempt to slaughter the bird, but what actually happened made him laugh in great jolly thunders. The bird shit on his head, and landed in his arm, and looked at him as if greatly unhappy. Izal had never found such a bird before in his life, none ever had such heart and attitude let alone the gall to shit upon a man's head and then land within their arms. Izal did little more than leave his quarters holding the bird with shit in his hair and hoist the bird up in his arms with a great laughter. He ushered his crew to welcome aboard the new member, Anari, the rowdiest crew member to date. The biggest path changer however came ten years into these two decades as a Captain, when Izal had found a certain Lady Delilah Laxen had snuck aboard the Great Aquarius and had been there for a while stowing away as a false crew member. The two spoke a great deal of many things over several months before Izal finalized a decision to allow her to stay aboard. She had spoken much of her personal life and a fair few things about what made her stow away. It was that point in his life, that Izal felt he could do well for another outside his crew in a way better than someone had done for him. He had hoped to make her life seem brighter for her, as one person did for him so long ago. Lady Delilah Laxen spent the next ten years aboard the ship under Izal's tutelage until the day came for Izal to grant one last issue as full Captain to his ship. Izal would remain on his ship as Vice Captain, over the ship and his crew, but the title of Full Captain would be handed to Delilah and the Great Aquarius would be seated in a position even higher than Izal had climbed. Three years, she has captained the Great Aquarius, and now the two are still bound to the ship and serving as one of the best vessels in service across the waters. Izal and Delilah had spent much of that time together, and Izal saw Delilah as a daughter in ways, and he saw her as a member of the crew, as a member of the family. He was happy leaving her to the business end of deals, it saved her from the bloody end of deals, and that made him content in his own way.
Weapons
Magic: Izal is rather skilled and naturally born to the use of primal magics relating to animals and the body within nature. He can influence himself with aspects and strengths of beasts, as well as speak to them, and even potentially shape-shift if the need ever arised. However shape-shifting is something he has ever only done once. His magic is inherent and given to him by his bloodline, albeit he has no idea why due to the lack of knowing a living relative who also had his magic. His magic seems to be a lost bloodline, one not found anywhere else and none in this waking world wield it save for him, and it perhaps may affect the path Izal takes in the future.. perhaps his magic may affect those around him in a way unforeseen by all but the gods.
Speak with Animals: This is a passive spell that allows Izal to speak commonly with most beasts, save for the most irrational and apex of them. Though he hopes to hone it and someday achieve a conversation between alphas. Himself and an alpha of the sea.
Aspect of the Bear: Despite the name, Bears are Extinct and Izal has no idea what this spells name is truly. He knows how this spell works, as all he must do is conjure the spirit of strength and ferocity to serve as a bolster to his own. He may catch a glimpse of a faded bear, or the sensation of one's power or roar within him, but its meaning and power alludes him.
Aspect of the Osprey: This spell allows him to harness fairer sight, hearing, and keener sense altogether. He can see further and more precisely, as well as make out better natural occurrences much like the Osprey itself. Sensing storms and rough weather, and the sensing of an apex predator becomes his senses as well.
Aspect of the Cat: This spell allows Izal to become more dexterous and agile than before, even at his age, and allow his body to preform greater feats of acrobatics and balance, as well as even certain performance actions and activities.
Aspect of the Sea Serpent: This spells allows Izal to breathe underwater through gained Gills, as well as he gains an affinity to maneuvering in water, not only with agility but speed as well. This allows him to surpass any human within the water, even with their scrolls and spells.
Boneflight Osprey Transformation: Izal has only once assumed this form, but nevertheless it is still a spell has and he will indeed try it again when the time comes to purpose.
His spells will grow, and he will most certainly learn more as he grows.
Bestiary of the Unending Waters, from Laxen to Lytheria, to the cities sunken beyond the horizon. This records all known beasts in the waking world, Aquatic, Avian, and otherwise.
"To he or she who finds my records, know that each documentation is a trial within itself and I hope with all I am that this knowledge helps you stay safe within this world of ours."
Personality: Izal is a no-nonsense type of man with an attitude of seriousness and power about him. He falters to no man, and heeds to no warnings. He is one who fears little, but that which he does is well worth it. His mouth ushers only commands and knowledge, he leads and directs with conviction and strength. He is not afraid to speak the truth to people, but finds little desire in rambling and squabbling. He would sooner shank a man than pity them with an argument.
History: (WIP and needing to talk to the GM about some thing.)
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Magic: Alexander is rather skilled and naturally born in the use of primal magics relating to animals and the body within nature. He can influence himself with aspects and strengths of beasts, as well as speak to them, and even potentially shape-shift if the need ever arised. However shape-shifting is something he has ever only done once.
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